There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a place. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is open.
Don't go back to sleep.
I would love to kiss you.
The price of kissing is your life.
Now my loving is running towards my life shouting,
"What a bargain--
let's buy it."
from "A Great Wagon", Rumi
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